reversal impulse

After hearing the intermediary's words, Jia Ruo Zizi thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong.

What is he saying?Medical trouble?

Naruto, who barely counts as a "doctor", feels a strong sense of substitution, and feels a little suffocated just thinking about it.

He thought about it, and asked, "You're not joking with me, are you? 'I can solve most of the troubles of conjurers for me by force' This is my request, but the premise is that people can't be too ..."

Nitro thought about the wording, "Wild?"

The intermediary didn't know what to say about it.

After all, most employers' agreements are semi-confidential. The "accidental compensation plan" in the agreement is usually something made by those rich and stupid people, and the information is only circulated among intermediary businessmen.

"You'll probably know what's going on when you see him."

The agent found a sticky note from nowhere, took out a pen from his suit pocket, wrote a few quick lines on it, and handed the sticky note to Nitro.

"A black jacket, baggy white trousers, and a scar on his face that you'll recognize when you see it."

Nitro scanned the note, which showed the address of the hospital.

It was a coincidence that the hospital where he was sent to by a passer-by at the beginning, the hospital where Masato Matsushita entered, and the hospital where the intermediary gave him directions... were actually the same one.

The small bar is not far from the hospital, and it's only about ten minutes away by taxi. This is the second time the family has stepped here today, and he went to the emergency room with ease.

Nitro became more and more suspicious of the professionalism of this intermediary.

The first bodyguard introduced almost shot him with double salary, but after being seriously injured for no reason, he insisted that he did it.

The second bodyguard was in the emergency room... "absolutely neutral"?

At home, he got into the elevator and murmured in his heart, can he really find a suitable candidate?

The elevator door opened, and the smell of disinfectant water was stronger than outside. The emergency room was a little noisier than other departments. The doctors and nurses were moving quickly, and there were almost no free hands.

Nitro stepped out of the elevator and began to wander aimlessly, looking around.

Black coat...white trousers...a scar on his face...

--found it.

The man, with his back turned to him, was talking to another man in a suit with impatience written all over his face, and he handed the man in the suit a folded piece of paper.

Although I can't see whether there are scars on the face, but the clothes can match the size.

When Jai Niuzi was about to step forward to ask, a voice stopped him.

"Home into the sang?"

Hearing the sound, Nitzi turned his head, and saw Masato Matsushita who was sent to the hospital by him in the morning on the side of the corridor.

His complexion looked much better. After calculating the time, he should have dealt with the hospital affairs and was about to leave.

Masato Matsushita walked two steps forward to the side of Jiarui Glass, and looked in the direction that Glass had just been, "Are you here..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted, and at the same time subconsciously took a step back, hiding back around the corner with a stiff expression.

"What's wrong?" Glass asked.

"You asked me about 'Heaven and the Tyrant' earlier. "

"Ok?"

Matsushita's complexion was not very good, his eyeballs were staring at Jiarui's face as if frozen.

Nitrate had seen this expression before, and in that alley, the Curse Master he pressed and questioned also hesitated like this, looking like a drowning man struggling with fear.

"I told you yesterday that my previous employer had troubled him."

"Zenyuan Naoya, right?"

"Yes, but that's not the point, the point is that man—" Matsushita looked towards the wall of the corridor, or he was just looking in that direction, "he is the one you asked."

"……"what?

Nitro took two seconds to reflect this matter.

He turned his head away calmly, stood still, his expression was still calm, and his heartbeat and breathing were the same as before.

Jia Ruozi hasn't figured out how to face such a chaotic situation, and currently doesn't want to be targeted by men.

But even so, the man still noticed something, and glanced over lightly from the side.This glance stunned both of them.

[Black jacket, loose white trousers, a scar on his face. 】

Nitrate never thought that the phrase "there is a scar on the face" that the intermediary said was referring to the vertical scar at the corner of the man's mouth.

When he heard that the bodyguard he was looking for was the one who wanted to attack him, although Niozi felt that it was troublesome, his heart didn't fluctuate much.But when he saw the man's face clearly, he felt that the blood all over his body was rushing upwards.

This is like the fake boss who painted him the winning ticket on the lottery slip that day!

It was the mean boy who scolded him with stray dogs on the street when he ran away from home at the age of six! !

It was the "Heaven and Tyrant" who had accepted the reward offered by the Curse Master and waited for the opportunity to attack him! ! !

Heck.

Jia Ruozi considers himself a person whose emotions do not fluctuate violently, and now he can't help cursing in his heart: What kind of fucking coincidence is this?

The other party returned to normal in an instant, and even turned around completely and walked towards Nitro.The man in the suit that he left on the spot yelled at him a few times, but after receiving no response, he put away the paper and left.

Jia Ruozi stared into his eyes.

He didn't look the same as the previous two times.If it was said that what Nitro had seen before was a dozing wolf, now this adult lone wolf seemed to be in a state of just finishing predation, and the pupils were darker than dark green, projecting the aftertaste of the killing.

The nitrous smelled blood.

"Did you win the lottery?" This was the first sentence that Nitro heard.

"what?"

"That lottery ticket."

Nitro felt that there was something wrong with this scene, but it was weird, and he gradually calmed down: "I won the first prize."

"I'm really lucky." The other party grinned.

Just when Glass was about to say something, the person in front of him suddenly moved.His movements were so fast that the glass couldn't catch them at all, there was only a vague concept of "he did it", his breathing was only halfway, and his heartbeat didn't even finish a beat.

"Didn't you see that we're still chatting?" Fu Heisher's lips curled up, but his voice wasn't smiling.

"?!" The voice that suddenly appeared next to his ears caused Jia Ruozi's pupils to dilate instantly.

The distance between them was too close, the tip of Nitzi's nose could be said to be lightly attached to Fu Heisher's chest, and the temperature of the human body was transmitted slightly head-on. The rusty smell of the hot air directly overwhelmed the smell of the hospital's disinfectant.

When Fuhesher spoke, Nitzi could even feel his chest quivering.

"The reward time is still very long, I am not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

Nitro blinked his eyes, belatedly realizing that this sentence was not addressed to himself.

He tilted his head slightly, Fu Hesher's right hand passed through his shoulder, and the palm of his hand was clasping the neck of a stranger behind him.

The stranger appeared behind Jia Ruozi at some point, and he didn't notice it at all.

Another point is that the postures of the three of them are quite weird now, but no one around them casts strange glances.Ordinary people avoided their positions unanimously - this could only be the effect of the spell.

Coupled with the sudden approach of the strange curse master behind him, it is not difficult to guess the general effect of his spell.

Nitro turned back again.

He didn't know if he would get out of the effect of the spell if he turned sideways, so he kept this posture and didn't move. Fu Heisher was taller than him, so Nitzi had to raise his head to look at him.

They seem to be hugging.

"You saved me twice." Nitro said.

As early as when the curse master was about five or six meters away from his home, Fu Heisher saw his plan.

At that time, the Curser hadn't used spells yet, and the malicious and purposeful aura could be easily captured by the five senses.

Shi Er thought about the amount and requirements of the reward, and felt that many people would go on and on for the money.

Of course, he himself was one of them.

The entrusted target is a half acquaintance, which is also a new thing for him, especially a few days ago, he was "reminded" by the curse spirit who is not very good at thinking, and the wound caused by the curse spirit is due to some special effects. Has not recovered so far.

Every time the wound opened, he would think of that poor stupid child in the rainy night.

Tsk, who would have thought that he was the magician's well-hidden treasure. He received the entrustment one day earlier, and he might be able to catch him at the lottery shop.

But it's not too late.

"Let... let go." The curse master held Fuheshier's arm with both hands, but his little strength might be like the wind blowing to the sky and the tyrant, he cursed in a hoarse voice, "You...but It's just a wild dog that takes money to buy its life, let it go..."

For the first time, Fuheshier looked at the Curse Master.

oh?No wonder he is so confident, isn't this the former boss.

He thought about the medical diagnosis report he had just handed over to Kong Shiyu, and felt a little regretful. It seemed that he would not be able to earn this extra money.

Seeing that the curse master was about to speak, even Shi Er felt annoyed.He let go of his hand neatly, and took a step back: "Forget me to give you your life for nothing, you will be charged next time, boss."

The curse master held his throat, not wanting to say anything more to him, and rolled away resentfully.

"The intermediary businessman introduced me to you."

Fu Heisher looked at Jia Ruzi who suddenly spoke.

He was very calm, much calmer than when he first saw himself.A hurricane can only make the sea slightly turbulent, and when the hurricane leaves, there will be nothing left.

But he was different from the almost dead calm in the lottery shop. His eyes were a little brighter than before, and he didn't know what he thought of, and there was a little excitement in his expression that didn't fluctuate.

Fuheshier thought he was laughing.

"a job."

"Work?"

"I'll give you a corresponding reward, as well as treatment, in exchange..." Jia Ruozi narrowed his eyes, his dark chestnut pupils were smiling, and the mole of tears was dotted into a galaxy.

Fuheshier heard him ask politely——

"Can you be my いぬ?"